Master, Your Wife Has Become a Super Star Through Fortune-Telling-Chapter 75 - 76: The Child is Getting Dumber

[Maybe he’s just a dirty gigolo through and through.]

[Yeah, calling that son of a bitch a gigolo is an insult to gigolos.]

[Don’t insult dogs, either.]

[Actually, I think the girl needs to be thinking about whether that thing has any of her private photos or videos.]

[Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah. There have been cases like that before.]

"I must have been blind!"

Fortuna immediately launched into a one-woman stand-up routine of creative cursing.

If he had only gotten involved with her best friend, she would have found it disgusting and unacceptable, of course.

But now, knowing that he was also involved with those old, rich women was something Fortuna just couldn’t stomach.

It hadn’t taken much time for her to go from being a love-struck fool to seeing him as a stain on her life.

She took a deep breath.

She returned to her seat and picked up her phone.

She had been so preoccupied with her grief and sadness that she hadn’t even finished her meal!

And now, the thought that she had actually been heartbroken over such a scumbag made her so angry she could spit blood!

The thought of her seven years with him no longer brought regret, sadness, or tears, but shame, disgust, and the urge to vomit!

She had always been a girl of action, so she immediately called her best friend over.

When Rourou arrived at the table, she was a bit confused. She had been successfully brainwashed by the scumbag and was now wholeheartedly trying to persuade her on his behalf.

"Ah Yu, what was wrong with you just now? You were so fierce!"

"Was it something I did? Even so, you shouldn’t treat your boyfriend like that. He cares about you so much!"

The young woman known as Fortuna shot her a sideways glance.

"You’re full of shit!"

Rourou was stunned. Although her best friend had a potty mouth, she had never spoken to her like that before.

"Ah Yu... what’s wrong with you..."

But before she could finish, Fortuna picked up a glass and splashed its contents directly in her face.

"Cut the crap! I know all about you and my piece-of-shit boyfriend!"

Fortuna spoke through gritted teeth. She could get over her boyfriend’s betrayal, even with the pain, but she could never wrap her head around her own best friend doing this to her.

Water dripped down her hair. DRIP. DRIP. Rourou took a deep breath. "Isn’t it your fault he’s like this? You’re so rich, why couldn’t you help him? Do you have any idea how pitiful he is?!"

Hearing her self-righteous words, Fortuna just wanted to laugh.

"You idiot. You clearly don’t know him well enough. You have no idea about his stories with those middle-aged aunties!"

"You naive little fool, here’s a tip: tomorrow night, nine o’clock, Crown Hotel, Room 308."

With that, Fortuna left.

She was completely and utterly disappointed in her so-called best friend.

[After watching for so long, this is the most exciting one yet!]

[I really want to see what happens tomorrow!]

[It’s definitely going to be more chaotic than a bloodbath!]

[Hahahahaha, I’m so excited too!]

Even Su Nian couldn’t hide her gossipy nature. "Can you connect with me again tomorrow? I mainly want to see the follow-up with my own eyes."

[Hahahaha, streamer, I see through your disguise!]

Fortuna wasn’t one to be coy; she agreed in a heartbeat.

Su Nian: "Alright, that’s all for today’s stream. See you all tomorrow at eight, don’t be late!"

After ending the stream, Su Nian idly scrolled through some short videos, but the number one trending topic she saw was:

#XiXiRoom444#

#XiXisTeam#

#ParanormalStreamerXiXiPassedAway#

The next day, it wasn’t even eight in the evening yet, but fans were already urging Su Nian to go live.

It was only then that Su Nian discovered she herself had somehow started trending.

She had gained a huge number of new followers.

By the time eight o’clock rolled around, nearly one hundred thousand fans had gathered in her stream.

And as time went on, the number just kept growing.

But in Su Nian’s eyes, this was the road home, beckoning to her bit by bit!

"Hello, everyone. If you’d like a reading, please follow the channel first so you can enter the lucky draw."

"To the friend who won the lucky draw, please send a Carnival first! If you need talisman paper or incense, just click on my shop window!"

As an experienced streamer, Su Nian rattled off this spiel smoothly.

Then, with a quick three, two, one, she sent out the lucky bag.

A cute little red incense bag bounced on the screen, and in an instant, countless hands began frantically tapping the center of their screens.

Three seconds later, a winner was decided.

[Congratulations to Ming Yueming for snatching the streamer’s lucky bag.]

Su Nian contacted her, and she agreed to a video call.

Soon, the screen split in two, and a young mother with a headache-stricken expression appeared in one half.

She was holding a clothes hanger, and next to her sat a boy who was wailing his eyes out.

"I just can’t do it! I just can’t do it!"

"I’m done teaching him English! Now it’s your turn to teach our son math!"

"Oh! Coming!" a man’s voice called from the living room, but despite his promise, he didn’t move.

The mother, exasperated by her son’s crying, glanced at her watch, called for her teammate, and then made a quick escape.

As for her useless teammate not showing up right away, she couldn’t be bothered to care. She’d just consider it a break for the kid!

"Hello, streamer. You can just call me Xiao Yue."

[What a poor mom!]

[I’m the same way. I’m usually all gentle and sweet, but the moment I have to help my kid with homework, I feel like I could kill someone!]

[It’s so infuriating. Before I became a mom, I thought, ’I’m definitely going to be a gentle mother.’ After becoming a mom, especially when it’s time to help with homework, I just want to burn the whole world down!]

Seeing these comments, Xiao Yue nodded in vigorous agreement.

"It’s true! When I have to help my kid with his homework, I feel like it’s literally taking years off my life!"

As she spoke, Xiao Yue gifted Su Nian a Carnival.

Su Nian had appeared quiet and composed, but the moment she received the gift, she began to speak.

"You were born into a well-off family to loving parents, but your father unfortunately passed away from an illness a year ago. In that same year, your father-in-law also passed away."

"During your school years, you were an excellent student. You got into a good university, smoothly completed your graduate studies, and now you teach at a university."

"Master, you’re amazing!"

Deep admiration flashed in Xiao Yue’s eyes.

"I’m very satisfied with my life right now. The only thing I’m not satisfied with is my son’s grades. I’m not some abusive parent, and I don’t have overly high expectations, but my son... he just refuses to go to school, refuses to study!"

"I want my child to have a happy childhood, I really do. But to be honest, in today’s society, our family is just average. We might look fine on the surface, but we can’t support him for his entire life. I’m worried that if his childhood is happy, his future will be miserable."

In that moment, the intellectual and elegant university professor became just another mother worried about her child.

In the public eye, a teacher’s child is expected to be a certain way. Xiao Yue naturally wanted her child to be happy, but he still needed to know the absolute basics, right?

This was the child she had raised bit by bit, and for some reason, he was just getting less and less bright, and his habits were getting worse and worse.